Juhuuu!! Now I know where you are! =) I have benn there myself, latest last year, a very beautiful place! Oh.. I have forgot to blog about them.. :O I have so many photos, but just a few are blogged.. from time to time.. I guess this is for you and others to..

Gorgeous grey beauty!!!! Made me shiver though–since it looks so COLD there…. Brrrrrrr…. As much as I love winter and snow, I am really ‘into’ Spring now!!!!! Ready for some warm weather to stick around for awhile!!!!!

Incredible photos! Isn’t it brilliant how your mind sets your eyes out to grab hold of any color available. Your quest to find color has turned into a blog full of great beauty. Thank you for sharing with us all.

I’ll grant you poetic licence to be romantic about the blanketing snow’s beautification of the slag heaps. But doesn’t it make you cry that they were left, just like that – raw and ugly and foreign to that pristine place? Though, I grant you, the log cabins of the workers are indeed beautiful, in their way. Nevertheless, congratulations. Well done.

Hello, Lady Fi… your pictures said it so eloquently. The scenes are beautiful indeed. They’re quite refreshing especially for the likes of us who are roasting in the tropical summer heat, ahaha. Thanks for sharing this and regards! 🙂

Some people tell me that seeing a winter landscape makes them depressed because they think of everything being dead. I, however, agree more with you. I find the grey and white beautiful. For some reason, it actually is something that fills me with hope when I see it. The second image is my favorite of the three. I hope to see more of your beautiful pictures.

I have been a black and white photographer for years. Color always seems so garish in comparison to the subtleties and textures found in the pure white through grey to pure black spectrum. There is nuance in the bi-chromatic spectrum which one can only find by studying its extremes and contemplating them through the grey transition zones. This is very much the heart of the Tao, which understands and holds the polarities, yet finds itself truly manifest within the relationship of transition between the two. And, yes, well, having lived in Europe, I find europeans much more able to enter into those grey zones.

Lovely work. I did a similar series in an old, brick, broken-down, rubble heap of one of the many abandoned paper mills that dot the landscape here in New England america. Thanks, really enjoyed the perspective and tonality. I could study the subtleties in these photographs for hours.
Which, I know, is exactly how they were made.

AhH, nice! Then you probably got many more hits than comments on this post, too. My “most popular” post has few comments, but I suspect the subject is one that is often Googled. 🙂 I trust you have healed well from the frostbite. Take care, Lady Fi. (I don’t have enough free time to blog these days, but hopefully will be able to post now and then.)